Bas nekako mrzim ovo doba godine. Zima, hladno, i nekako tuzno. jer, znate, bozic i sve to nekako podsjeca na djetinjstvo kojeg vise nemam. I svi imaju nekoga, koga mogu zagrliti, a ja....nemam nikoga. (smrc, smrc...). prepustena sama sebi i svojoj placljivoj dusi...
I will always be hoping, hoping
you will always be holding, holding
my heart in your hand, I will understand
I will understand someday, one day
you will understand always, always
from now until then
when it will be right I don't know
what it eill be like I don't know
we livw in hope of deliverance
from the darkness that surrounds us
and I wouldn't mind knowing. knowing that you
wouldn't mind going
Post je objavljen 27.11.2005. u 19:57 sati.